A farm fact of life: Cows get milked

9:25 PM,
Jan. 12, 2013

Written by

Doug
PURSLEY

It was August 1962, and I was about to enter the seventh grade. Earlier that summer, my parents had moved me, my brother and two sisters from a small rental house to a 90-acre farm just north of Willard.

For the first time I had my own room, and every carefree day had something new and exciting to offer. Life was easy, but all of that was about to change.

I remember coming home from my first week of junior high and my younger brother saying, "Dad wants to talk to us, but he won't tell me what it's about." I was certain this was the facts of life talk and was curious to learn if the stuff I'd heard from my friends ...